Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1569: Zhan Qingcang
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One sword defeated!
To be precise, Fang Bai didn't finish his sword, leaving room for it. Whether this is Fang Bai's full strength or not is unknown.
The complexion of the man in the purple robe is very ugly, and the complexion of the crowd is very ugly.
In all fairness, the purple-robed man is not an ordinary person in the Thunder God Sect, he is also an extraordinary powerhouse. Even so, he still can't hold Fang Bai's sword.
"How strong is he?"
Everyone is murmured in their hearts, it's no wonder that being able to kill Mo Ting is really extraordinary!
"Good! Good sword!"
The old man in the green robe yelled loudly and stepped out in the air.
Everyone heard the words, their eyes suddenly brightened, looking at the long sword in Fang Bai's hand, it was really extraordinary.
Fang Bai smiled, Wuque Sword is indeed his powerful help, but if one sword defeats this person, it makes no difference whether there is Wuque Sword or not.
The green-robed man said so, he was just trying to justify the purple-robed man, meaning that the reason for the defeat was that the sword was too strong, not that the person was too strong.
Fang Bai smiled, noncommittal, "Do you want to try?"
"I want you to die!" The green-robed old man's voice was cold.
"Oh?" Fang Bai frowned, "I heard that killing you would be troublesome. I don't want to cause trouble now. I'm not afraid of trouble, but the time is wrong."
"Arrogant!"
The green robe old man said coldly: "It depends on whether you have that strength."
"Wait, I haven't finished." Fang Bai smiled and said: "Although I don't want to kill you, I feel it is a trouble to keep you. So, in order to avoid more trouble, I decided to solve your problem first. Trouble."
"Huh?"
The old man in Qingpao said with a calm face: "It should have been like this!"
Fang Bai smiled and said: "So, let's have a life-and-death battle, never die, dare you?"
"Have fun!"
The old man in Qingpao laughed and said: "It's been a long time since no one dared to say these things in front of the old man. The old man will fulfill you today. Remember, you are dead in the hands of Qingcang."
"Qing Cang?"
Fang Bai whispered: "I remember, this space will also remember you, and the smell of your blood."
Qing Cang said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"
There was a violent shout, an extra earth-yellow shield in his left hand and a short stick in his right hand, such a strange combination, it was the first time Fang Bai had seen it in his life.
A smile just appeared at the corner of his mouth, and it solidified in an instant. I saw the yellow light from the earth-yellow shield covering the Qing Cang, the short club swung across, and the red lightning danced wildly.
"Earth Road, Thunder Road!"
Earth road, the most defensive way!
Lei Dao, the most overbearing way of destructive power!
The combination of the two, one defensive and one offense, is completely natural!
"This person is very strong!"
Fang Bai put away his contemptuous heart, released the light of the sword without missing, pointing to the void, "War!"
Boom!
A red thunder and lightning that was ten feet thick was roaring through the void, and slammed down at Fang Bai. The destructive force seemed to destroy this world.
"Good job!"
Fang Bai's eyes are gleaming, this person is so powerful, stronger than Ji Mo, stronger than Mo Ting, the stronger the stronger, the more he can arouse his desire to fight.
The dantian is running, and the real energy is overwhelming, and the swords and swords are bright, sweeping by.
Boom!
The red thunder and lightning roared and jumped, and it collided fiercely with the sword light. It lasted for an instant, and dazzling fireworks burst out suddenly, dissipating the void.
The two stopped shooting backwards at the same time, and the fighting spirit was burning in their eyes, secretly applauding each other's strength.
How strong is it to be able to show such a powerful power in the void? How strong will it be back to Honghuang?
Fang Bai suddenly couldn't bear to kill this person. He must be a powerful help when fighting the Promise Shenzong.
But it will be troublesome to keep this person.
"Come again!"
Fang Bai drank in a cold voice, traveling through the void, the Wuque Sword's light became brighter, Qing Cang did not show weakness, the short stick in his hand waved, and the red thunder and lightning screamed.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, there was a violent roar from the void, and the two figures kept retreating and shooting, and then they came together again.
Chen Yu's eyes are solemn, and now he is also the pinnacle of a saint, but his strength is far inferior to Fang Bai, and as time goes by, he is getting farther and farther away.
Ji Mo sighed secretly in his heart. He has always regarded himself as the strongest under the gods. Looking at it now, which one is not stronger than him?
It's nothing more than Qingcang. After all, he is a strong man who has been famous for many years in the Thunder God Sect, but Fang Bai has only eight saints!
Soon, Ji Mo calmed down. Strength is only part of the cultivation, so he shouldn't mess up his mind.
The distant crowd was already dumbfounded, Qing Cang was so powerful in the Thunder God Sect, fighting with a saint to such an extent that he had already lost in a sense.
Looking at the purple-robed man's complexion more and more ugly, this sword defeat is not wronged!
Boom boom boom!
The two silhouettes shot, and I don't know how many fierce collisions occurred. Fang Bai has dragon scales and powerful flesh, which can't hurt him at all.
And Qingcang is protected by a shield, and he is also completely fearless. The two of them fought like this, as if it had become a war of attrition.
Fang Bai was secretly frightened, his strength increased by leaps and bounds and became arrogant, thinking that under the gods, there would be no opponents anymore. Looking at it now, there are even stronger ones!
If Qing Cang is blessed by the power of faith, he will not be an opponent.
Don’t know, Qing Cang’s heart is even more shocked, not to mention Saint Eightfold, how many people Saint Ninefold can fight with him to this point?
Without the suppression of cultivation base, what would happen if Fang Bai was the nine-fold saint?
No, maybe the Saint's Eightfold Peak is enough.
Qing Cang's intent to kill is getting stronger and stronger, and the Thunder God Sect is not allowed to exist!
Boom boom boom!
The brilliance shot, the figure staggered, and the true energy was consumed sharply. Fang Bai's strong true energy was stronger than Qingcang. Even if it continues to be consumed, Qingcang must be unable to hold on.
But Fang Bai still feels dissatisfied. What if he encounters a strong man blessed by the power of faith?
For an hour of fierce battle, the true qi in the body was less than 50%. Taking advantage of the retreat, a mouthful of spiritual liquid swallowed for refining, the true qi was surging, and the dantian instantly became full.
"Come again!"
Fang Bai gave a long scream, accelerated violently, and slashed down with Wuque's sword, with great momentum.
"Impossible!"
Qing Cang was taken aback when he felt Fang Bai suddenly become stronger. How could he suddenly become so powerful? I was surprised, and before I could think about it, the shield's light became more and more shining, the red thunder and lightning collapsed, and his figure retreated violently.
For the first time, this is the first time Qing Cang has been repelled.
While his body retreated rapidly, his eyes were filled with amazement. I don't know why Fang Bai's zhenqi suddenly became so strong.
The sword light magnified infinitely in his eyes, and it was Fang Bai who killed him again.
"How could this be?"
Qing Cang attacked with another blow, the fierce collision of the void burst into brilliant light, and the red thunder and lightning collapsed faster and could not be resisted.
The blood in his chest rolled, and his complexion flushed. Qing Cang finally understood that he had lost in this tug-of-war and wanted to kill Fang Bai, even more nonsense!
But he will not stop there!
Boom boom boom!
Fang Bai won the power and didn't forgive people. Wuque sword followed by sword, attacking continuously without giving Qing Cang the slightest chance to breathe.
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Boom boom boom!
The thunder and lightning shattered one after another, and Qing Cang's figure kept shooting backwards, and in the blink of an eye he was already a few miles away.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, her long hair was a little messy, and her complexion turned from blood red to pale.
Qing Cang is not reconciled!
"Dead!"
When the roar sounded, Qing Cang suddenly put away the earth-yellow shield, surrounded by countless scarlet thunder and lightning, whistling toward the short stick.
In an instant, the red lightning spread to ten feet, like a red dragon rolling in the void.
Puff!
Qing Cang then sprinkled another mouthful of blood on the short stick. A weird scene appeared, only to hear a mighty dragon roar resounding through the void, a real dragon phantom merged into the scarlet thunder and lightning, roaring and roaring.
"Dragon Soul?"
Fang Bai frowned slightly. He didn't expect Qing Cang to have such a method. He did not hesitate to use his blood to stimulate him, and even sacrificed the dragon soul. This dragon soul was obviously much stronger than Ao Xiao.
But in any case, Fang Bai's determination cannot be changed!
"Kill!"
The nine dantians rotate in sequence, and the sword light of the infinite sword becomes more and more radiant, traversing the void, as if to tear this life apart.
The roaring dragon soul widened his eyes, as if suddenly terrified, even the roar trembling, Qing Cang's face became more and more ugly.
Boom!
The Wuque sword fell and slammed into the scarlet thunder and lightning. In an instant, the two forces seemed to be frozen in the void, and they fought fiercely.
Roar!
The dragon soul roared and rushed towards the sword light. Suddenly, a powerful force radiated from Wuqianjian. The dragon soul trembled suddenly and turned around and fled.
"What?"
Qing Cang was completely stunned, not knowing what was going on. When Fang Bai looked at the sword in his hand, his expression became more complicated.
"Broken!"
Fang Bai was overjoyed, knowing that it was the breath of Wuquejian that made the dragon soul retreat, and after taking the spirit liquid for refining, the sword light became brighter.
At this moment, the scarlet thunder and lightning finally couldn't hold on, breaking every inch.
Boom!
Puff!
Qing Cang's blood spurts wildly, his figure is fast backwards, his eyes are full of despair, the strongest means is still not Fang Bai's opponent, this battle ends here!
Before the bold words, Fang Bai must be cut, and at this moment, it is difficult to say whether he can save his life.
"Die!"
Fang Bai said in a cold voice, Wuwei Sword fell again. It is undeniable that Qingcang's strength is very strong. It will be of great use if you keep it, but it will also be a big trouble. I don't know when it will be fatal to him It's too dangerous!
Suddenly, a golden palm stretched out from the void space, crushing the sword light, and horizontally between the two of them.
God!
Familiar breath, Xu Changyou!